Hanging With: Tame Impala (Part 1)
It's not everyday you get to ask Kevin Parker what he got his mum for Mother's Day.
This is definitely the coolest thing I'll ever write about, I still can't believe it was real life. For anyone who doesn't know me very well, I like Tame Impala quite a lot. Some may even say I'm a tad obsessed. So meeting them was pretty freaking cool. I tried to explain this to my mum in her generational equivalent (I'm not saying you're old Mum!) but it would've kind of been like meeting INXS after they'd just started to get noticed in the US. Pretty rad.
On the Friday before Groovin' The Moo, I chanced myself a free VIP ticket, found a lift to Bunbury without having to cancel work and got a lift home that night without having to organise accomodation. Things were coming up Brittany.
When I got there I headed to the industry bar to meet up with IN cool dudes Luke and Tim, but being unable to find them for a couple of hours ended up just looking like a huge rand who lost her way. I was lucky enough to start chatting to a couple of sound engineers who were cool, when they asked me who I came to see I obviously replied with Tame Impala, and then told them it would be cool if I spotted them in the bar.
Then cool shit happened. Ben, the sound engineer with the access all areas pass, was like come on I'll try and get you backstage to meet them. So we wandered around past lots of security dudes and he got me backstage. When we got to the artist area, Ben told me he had no idea what they looked like and that he had to leave; but good luck finding them. Within about three seconds I'd found them and made my way over to awkwardly linger in their greatness.
I got chatting to a dude who looked almost as out of place as me, who happened to be Kevin's brother Steve. He was super cool, I explained that I was pretty much living a dream and he was like man I'll try and see what I can do. So he wandered off into the bands tent and brought out Kevin, and introduced me. I pretty much died.
He's the nicest, most humble and ridiculously chill person. He can't look anyone in the eye when he's talking to them, and is constantly fiddling with something. If I could've mustered words I'm sure would've tried to make cooler conversation than "What did you get your mum for Mother's Day?" (by the way for anyone dying to know, they got their step mum a bunch of flowers and were taking her out for lunch in Freo and they'd caught up with their mum in Adelaide the week before.)
I got to speak to Jay, who is also super nice. We talked about their Like A Version from the week prior and I told him his Russell Coight intro thing was fucking great and made me crack up; to which he was like thank god, I was worried I'd sound like a douche! Then he asked me why I didn't have a drink and went and made me the "Impala Sunrise" which he and Nick described to me as the perfect mixer for tequila. By this stage I still couldn't believe any of this was real life and I asked Steve to pinch me.
Then the Tour Manager came over to Steve, Jay's girlfriend and I, and told us that we'd be watching the set from stage right. I couldn't believe it. I was going to watch my favourite band for the seventh time live, but this time be on stage watching them! U wot m8888.
They played a pretty cool set, nothing that different to the one from Coachella but regardless, something cool. It Is Not Meant To Be was definitely my highlight and Half Full Glass Of Wine never manages to make me not dance around like a fool.
After the set we all got ushered off stage slightly before the band, and I attempted to get backstage again; but alas security were onto me and I had to go back to the industry bar. I started heading back towards the bar and ran into Jay and Dom coming off stage, who asked what I thought of the set; I obviously told them it was brilliant! They headed off and said they'd see me at Belvoir next week (hopefully for part two of this, this time with some sort of an interview).
Then I ran into Kevin as he was walking off stage and told him it was a freaking nice set and asked if I could be a shit person and get a photo with him. Then I found out he apparently loves selfies and took one of us!
So there you go guys, the coolest shit I've ever experienced! Hopefully this time next week I'll be able to write a part two to this!
(Still feel like I'm floating in the clouds on the cover of Innerspeaker!)